At the same time, Yin Xuanji's body slowly rose into the air and stood above the dragon corpse. Bayi Chinese website
On his body, the surging holy energy surged towards the bell on his waist. The three bells hanging on his waist all flew up, making a fierce collision sound.
Below, the dragon corpse and the golden corpse looked up to the sky and howled, making a deafening sound. The cold corpse energy spurted out, condensing dozens of dragon shadows and a large golden palace.
That golden corpse was an ancient emperor who was cultivated into an immortal golden body. Even after tens of thousands of years of death, the body is still intact.
The phantom of the large golden palace is formed by the condensed imperial energy on its body. It is like the dharma of the holy body, possessing extremely powerful holy and imperial power.
"kill!"
Yin Xuanji roared.
The dragon corpse and the golden corpse attacked at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen did not dare to underestimate the two fighting corpses. He kept creating cracks in the space, but they were avoided by them. In the end, Zhang Ruochen could only jump and fly more than ten feet into the air to avoid being attacked by two powerful forces.
"Attack."
At this moment, in the other direction, Feng Yinchan mobilized eight thousand ghost soldiers and arranged them into a battle formation. He condensed the power of all the ghost soldiers together and turned them into a thousand-foot-long bloody knife, which was flying towards the sky. Zhang Ruochen slashed down.
The blade passed through, splitting the space into countless fragments.
Even a fourth-level semi-saint would not be able to withstand the power of this sword.
Even though Zhang Ruochen was quite confident in his own strength, he immediately used space to move and dodge to the right, not daring to fight her head-on.
"The ancient ghost clan's methods are indeed as legendary and quite powerful. Her strength is probably above that of the Yin Xuan Ji."
As soon as Zhang Ruochen moved out, the golden corpse controlled by Yin Xuanji exploded at an astonishing speed. In an instant, it penetrated the space field and attacked Zhang Ruochen.
The wind of its fist pushed the shadow of the golden palace behind it forward.
"The Tribulation of the Dragon."
Zhang Ruochen used the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm, and from the palm of his hand, dragon and elephant shadows flew out, striking the golden corpse head-on.
¡°Bang!¡±
An overwhelming force surged from the golden fist, shaking Zhang Ruochen back eighteen steps in a row. Every step he took would crush the rocks on the ground.
The power of the golden corpse is definitely more powerful than that of the war corpse with three heads and six arms.
"Zhang Ruochen, if you admit defeat now, it's still too late. As long as you kneel down, kowtow to me, and take the initiative to admit your mistake, I will let you go." Yin Xuanji shook the bell with a sinister smile in his eyes.
He and Feng Yinchan joined forces to fight against the enemy, and they have always been invincible. Even the senior figures among the semi-saints have to stay away.
Still can¡¯t defeat a mere fish-dragon monk?
Zhang Ruochen only felt great pain in his right arm, and the right half of his body was numb, unable to exert any strength.
The combat power of the Golden Corpse is probably not much different from that of a fourth-order Semi-Saint.
Yin Xuanji's cultivation level has probably reached the second-level semi-saint realm, otherwise, he would not be able to control such a powerful war corpse.
The combat power of the fourth-level semi-saint is quite powerful even among the semi-saints. After all, most of the half-saints in the entire Kunlun world are below the fourth-level half-sage, and only 30 to 40% of the half-sages can reach above the fourth-level half-sage.
Zhang Ruochen's face remained unchanged, without any fear, but his eyes became quite serious. He mobilized the holy dragon energy in the dragon ball and rushed it towards his right arm. The painful and numb feeling quickly disappeared.
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was still stubborn, Yin Xuanji snorted coldly, shook the three bells again, controlled the golden corpse, and made two fist seals again.
The shadow of the golden palace flew forward, like a world pressing against Zhang Ruochen.
"The space is shattered."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes also darkened, and he raised his right index finger forward, shattering the space in front of him and turning it into a broken space.
Especially in the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, the power of the space collapse is even more powerful. A space of tens of feet in radius collapsed inwards and was completely shattered in an instant.
Yin Xuanji was also quite surprised. He didn't expect that Zhang Ruochen could use such terrifying spatial tricks. With such a powerful move, even a fifth-level semi-saint or a sixth-level semi-saint would probably have no choice but to retreat.
The speed of the golden corpse was quite astonishing. It immediately backed up and escaped from the broken space.
The other direction is controlled by Feng YinchanThe sound just now came from the coffin.
Yin Xuanji was obviously extremely dissatisfied, but he did not disobey the will of the old man in the coffin.
This person is an ancestor of the ancient corpse-killing tribe. He has been practicing for hundreds of years. Because his life span is about to end, he ventures to the underworld to find the medicine to revive the dead.
Although Yin Xuanji is the inheritor of the ancient clan that exorcises corpses, and has rights comparable to those of a saint in the clan, he still does not dare to offend the ancestor in the coffin.
Yin Xuanji bowed his hands to the brass coffin and said: "Ancestor, Zhang Ruochen has a sacred fruit on his body. If you take it, you can extend your life for a hundred years."
Hearing the words "Shen Nian Guo", the brass coffin shook slightly, and the breathing of the person in the coffin became quite rapid.
The Divine Fruit is made from divine energy and divine blood, and can finally grow after a long period of accumulation in Broken Moon.
Although its medicinal power is not as good as the rejuvenating medicine, it is still a life-extending divine item. Even saint-level figures are very eager to get one.
The moment the brass coffin appeared, Zhang Ruochen felt a huge pressure, and his feet gradually sank. Soon, the ankles of his feet had sunk into the ground.
At this time, let alone fighting, even moving a finger is extremely difficult.
(I¡¯m really sorry for yesterday. I finally finished writing a chapter when I got up in the morning. I¡¯ll update it at night.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com